"Come on, you stupid idiot," she called, throwing bits and pieces of her bread crust at the boy in front of her.
Although her target didn't react, the boy beside him did.
"That's redundant," the curly-headed boy said. "An idiot that's stupid is kind of implied."
In response, she dumped the remaining contents of the last few chips from her bag onto his head.
He closed his eyes, breathing slowly, and attempted to brush the crumbs from his hair. She let out a snort when she saw that that only tangled most of the bits into his hair even more.
"Seriously, Nancy?" the first boy said, finally turning around, and all she could think was Yes! Success! "Do you really have to pick on me and Grover like that?"
"Percy, dude, let it go," said his friend, placing a calming hand on his shoulder, and she was surprised to see him visibly deflate.
"Whatever, Nancy," the raven-haired boy said, turning back around to face forward.
Again, all she could think was: It's all just because I have a crush on you, you idiot!
